Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Qiuyue immediately looked in the direction Bai Qing was looking.

The forest scene in the distance appeared distorted, with trees and flowers losing their original outlines and light and shadow intertwining in a chaotic manner, as if light was being irregularly refracted as it passed through layers of water vapor.

Within this dreamlike vortex of light and shadow, several figures slowly emerged, stepping out of the enchanted realm.

It was Ye Ge, Gao Shenxue, Bai Xueling, An Lingyue, Jiang Xue, and the others.

Nangong Qiuyue stared at them blankly, her mouth slightly open.

She didn't understand why Gao Shenxue, Jiang Xue, and An Lingyue were here too.

Bai Qing smiled and said, "See, I told you so."

The white mist in the forest gradually dissipated.

Ye Ge led the group out, with Lin Jianxiu and the other Ye family warriors behind them still holding the dragon priest hostage.

"Lord Yege," Bai Qing said respectfully.

"Oh? You're still here." Ye Ge tilted her head, looking at Bai Qing with a puzzled expression. "Didn't I tell you when we were making the plan that you could go back first? Why didn't you leave with Nangong Qiuyue first, but instead waited here?"

Bai Qing shrugged and said helplessly, "I also wanted to take Captain Nangong back first, but she was too worried about your safety. I told her that this was all your arrangement, but she wouldn't listen to me at all. She insisted on confirming your safety before she would feel at ease."

“!” Nangong Qiuyue’s face immediately burned with embarrassment.

"Oh?" Ye Ge looked at Nangong Qiuyue curiously: "So you care about me this much?"

Nangong Qiuyue stammered, "I...I wasn't that concerned about you! I was just...just fulfilling my duty as the captain of the Night Watch! Even if anyone else suddenly disappeared or was captured in front of me today, I would definitely investigate to the end..."

At this moment, Nangong Qiuyue saw Lin Jianxiu behind Ye Ge. Her eyes suddenly sharpened, she drew her straight sword, pushed Ye Ge aside, and pointed at him, saying, "Ye Ge, be careful! Your subordinate is a traitor!"

Lin Jianxiu: "..."

"Alright, put the knife down. He's not a traitor." Ye Ge pressed down on her straight knife, then reached out and vigorously rubbed her head: "He's one of my men, don't mess around."

"Are you sure?" Nangong Qiuyue frowned, obediently putting down the knife, but still looked unsure.

Ye Ge sighed: "A Xue, why don't you tell your sister Nangong what just happened?"

"Oh, okay." Jiangxue stepped forward and pulled Nangong Qiuyue away: "Sister Qiuyue, let me tell you..." Then she told her the whole story.

Nangong Qiuyue was stunned as she listened. Not only her, but the other night watchmen around her were also surprised and exclaimed in admiration. The young night watchmen looked at Ye Ge with more awe and worship in their eyes.

Of course, there are also some things that Jiang Xue didn't mention, such as Yan Ji's help and the matter of the Demon Realm.

"so......"

Nangong Qiuyue looked at Ye Ge: "Was all of this actually a scheme you deliberately orchestrated?"

Ye Ge shrugged: "Of course, what do you think?"

Nangong Qiuyue: "What about the missing Arthur and Mongo...?"

“Oh, they didn’t disappear at all,” Ye Ge said. “They just put on a show with Lin Jianxiu. Of course, to fool the enemy, you have to fool your own people first, so at the hotel, I pretended that they really had disappeared, and also to test whether there were any enemy spies among my men.”

After saying that, Ye Ge shrugged and said, "It turns out that the area around me is still pretty clean."

"..."

Nangong Qiuyue looked at him with a complicated expression, unsure how to describe the man before her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ye Ge raised his hand and tapped her forehead. "Are you suddenly so adoring of me?"

"I...I don't admire you at all." Nangong Qiuyue looked away, muttering something under her breath.

Ye Ge smiled but didn't say anything.

I glanced at the sky; it was almost dark.

"It's getting late, everyone should head back."

......

Back to the hotel.

It was already evening.

Ye Ge sat on the sofa, looked up at Lin Jianxiu, and said calmly, "You've had a tough time in this battle."

"It's not hard work." Lin Jianxiu placed his fist on his left chest: "Serving Lord Yege is my duty."

Ye Ge: "Song Jie should have told you about his plans for the future, right?"

Lin Jianxiu nodded: "Mm."

“Then let’s proceed according to the original plan.” Ye Ge’s eyes were serious. “But be careful, the people we’re going to face next are much more formidable than that little idiot Ye Shengxiong.”

"Yes, I understand," Lin Jianxiu said. "Then, sir, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

“Okay, go ahead,” Ye Ge said.

Lin Jianxiu withdrew.

Ye Ge got up and went to another room.

This room is a prison cell, pitch black on all sides, with no light coming through.

The walls here are made of a special material and inscribed with demonic runes, which can sever the cell's connection to the outside world.

"Get out of my way! I don't need it! Let Night Song come to see me! That little demon dared to imprison the apostle of a great god! He defied the will of heaven and will face divine punishment!" A ferocious and furious voice rang out.

Yinsha fell sideways to the ground, dropping the tray beside her and spilling the food and water all over the floor.

Ye Ge put his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes with interest.

When the Mist Dragon Priest saw Night Song, his expression changed slightly. His arrogant demeanor subsided a little, and he turned away with a soft snort.

Yinsha noticed Yege at this moment, quickly gathered her things, stood up from the ground, and bowed slightly: "Master, he..."

"It's nothing." Ye Ge casually patted her head and said lightly, "You can go out now."

“Yes…” Yinsha responded and then left.

Only Night Song and Mist Dragon Priest remained in the cell.

"Human Nightsong! How dare you!" The Mist Dragon Priest stared at him intently, questioning, "You actually dare to imprison a priest in such a place! Aren't you afraid of divine punishment?!"

On the battlefield of all races, if an ordinary prisoner is captured by the enemy, he will be terribly panicked and worried about his future fate.

Because most prisoners, whether warriors or mages, were either killed, sent to slave camps to mine in dark, sunless mines for the rest of their lives, or put on contracts to be sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

The priests were the only exception.

Many races among the myriad races have priests, who usually serve their respective races and nations.

However, on the battlefield, if a priest is captured by the enemy, no one dares to execute him easily. Instead, they are treated well and politely sent back to the priest's temple.

Because priests are the people of the gods, they are the apostles of the gods!

Their lives belong to God.

This is why the Mist Dragon Priest still seems so arrogant even after being captured.